Impact!

#2

It is all in our

minds that we have problems and

make worlds of our own

#3

He bled his mind to

the rocks, willing himself to

pay his respect there

#4

Ingenious the

mind is, how arrogant, how

unjust, how telling

#5

Tell tale breezes waft up through

the cloud of smoke, winding and

crossing their way towards me.

I hear the breeze speak.

#6

I see the trees, their branches

bare, their faces changing, nothing

is permanent, no where is the

same.  I feel the power.

#7

Everywhere I go,

he follows me,

calling out.

#8

Two fighting men, their clothes ripped

and ragged, both of them breathing heavily, reflect on

what they had done.

Two men, fighting, their clothes ripped and ragged, both of them breathing heavily, trudge away through the dirt.

#9

Speak to me, protector of the earth and

seas, protector of the evening breeze,

please, please, please, just speak to me.

#10

Our ingenious inventions are

an insult.  People act like the protectors of everything,

but they’re not.  Sadly, there

in no reflection of ourselves that

is no reflection of ourselves that

shows us in our heart and/or minds,

some believe. But all you have to

do is not try, and let it flow.

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